Murder in the First 4K 1995

It should be noted that I am very fond of films closely related to various legal proceedings. I almost became a prosecutor myself. Every time, as if for the first time, can be applied to any such film, because I find it all interesting and captivating. Even knowing in advance what question the defense attorney will ask the witness and how the prosecutor will conduct the conversation with the same witness in a particular case, even if it is a prematurely revealed plot twist, it doesn't matter, it's not the point, I enjoy the process itself to the fullest. Incidentally, the latest film about such court proceedings, A Few Good Men, made me appreciate even the young Cruise in the role of a lawyer, although before that I was convinced that the two concepts were incompatible.

Murder in the First, as it turns out, has a very special quality that, in my eyes, sets it above other films on similar themes. The casting. I swear, for me there is nothing more enticing (I'm exaggerating, but let's not sweat the small stuff) than the people I saw here. Good supporting actors in the form of Macy, Durif (his character stands out brightest of all in the background, plus he's an asset) and others calmly revolve around the brilliant trio, the delight of my starving soul. Oldman. Bacon. Slater. With each name, my heart wants to jump to the ceiling and gets stuck somewhere in my throat on the way. I love them individually immensely, but in one cocktail - what could be better?
Let their characters not bring anything fundamentally new to our consciousness, but they are extremely real, and that makes me sad. In contrast to the cold and calculating Oldman is the young lawyer Slater, with burning eyes, who sincerely believes in justice and fairness. And between them is a random murder weapon, a man bred by the hatred of prison and its rules. Watching the interplay between these three was a pure pleasure for me.

Like many other films, this one is about cruelty, injustice, and a rotten system of human values. It is a film about the struggle of the weak for freedom, not so much physical freedom as moral freedom. The ending squeezes your heart and fills your soul with pride. It is true, it is real. It testifies to the strength of the human spirit. You can beat me, you can put me in solitary confinement, but I have won (c) Period. Psychological period.